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Now, there was a familiar face. The female shark, painted a typical grey and white, looked damn sexy, clad in nothing but a black sports bra and matching gym shorts. With every curl of those iron dumbbells, her tattooed biceps and forearms tightened, rendering more prominent outlines of the musculature beneath. Sweat trailed along the smooth curves of her toned anatomy, slickening her leathery flesh, giving it a slight sheen. With that figure, she was either the living statue of a gladiator or the centerfold from some muscle magazine. I just had to make her mine.

Now all I had to do was prepare and wait for the right moment. Careful, now. I reached into the side pocket of my shorts, curled my fingers around a leathery grip and slowly pulled my knife from its sheath, producing a dull *scr-rrrp*. The girl, still deep in focus and paying me no attention, finished her set and bent over, setting the weights down. She then grabbed a nearby towel and began to wipe the sweat from her brow. Now was the time. Seizing the moment, I stepped up and embraced her firmly from behind. With one arm secured tight around her waist, I brought the other around her generous bust and poised the talon-like point of my weapon at her throat. Her body instantly stiffened and with a growling murmur, I greeted her.

"Hey there, Liana." "Z-zaeryn?!," she gasped, "What the Hell do y-" I tightened the edge against her flesh, hinting that she should stay quiet. "Ah-ah-ah!~! Keep that sweet little mouth of yours shut, will ya? I'm glad you remember me, though; Touched." Gently, almost lovingly, I caressed the girl's grey flesh with my cold, steel edge. "Ya know, I see you around here all the time, girl, but this... This is the first you've come after hours - all alone, too. Not very smart, is it?" I groped the firm mounds of her stomach, then traced the vertical valley along their center, causing the area to twitch gently. "Anyway, would it surprise you to learn that I watch you, Lia? Hell, I can't pull my gaze away. What man could? Gods damn, you're a sexy girl, Liana. Don't believe me? Here." To illustrate, I grinded the snake-like bulge in my gym shorts against her, up and down between the warm, fatty mounds of her rump. "And don't try to pretend the feeling ain't mutual, baby," I chuckled, "Why, all the times we've spotted each other, don't think I haven't noticed your eyes all over me. I've just never found the right way to tell ya, until n-HUURFH!~"

I'd underestimated Liana's strength. With the ease of a contortionist, she wriggled an arm partially out of my grasp, seized my wrist and twisted it, forcing me to release the knife, which flew from my grasp and clattered against another machine. Then, in one fluid motion, she leaned over, pushed her rump into my pelvis and with a single arm wrenched me across her right hip, my upper-half still secure in her embrace. The floor rushed past me in a blur, then I landed flat on my back with a *FWUMPF!* Thank Gods the place was covered in gym mats.

Before I could react, she rolled over on top of me, grabbed the discarded knife and pressed it against my throat. It'd take some force (relatively speaking) to make that dull knife cut into my thick, scaly hide, but still... If she really wanted to, Liana could still slit me up a treat. With that in mind, there was a genuine tinge of fear in me. Of course, this only intensified my arousal; Blame it on the mix of adrenaline and testosterone. Her thighs, perfectly sculpted parts of a well-oiled machine, squeezed my waist with surprising force, while her left elbow kept my shoulder pinned to the mat. "Now, then," she smirked, "What was it you were saying, Zae?" I returned a skeptical grin. She may have been in a dominant mood that night, but I wasn't wasn't exactly the type to just roll over and submit.

"You heard me, baby. Mmm. Y'know, I gotta respect the kind of woman who can kick my ass." "Is that so?," she snarled, pushing the edge more firmly against me, "Well, as you can see, I'm not just some piece of eye-candy for you to ogle whenever you like." She scooted back, resting her rump against my bulge, extended her neck and whispered mere inches from my ear. "Turns out, women have needs too... and I'm not sure you're prepared for what I need tonight." "Well, how about I prove you wrong?" Lia held my muzzle shut. "Ssh! Don't give me that cocky dom routine. You must think you're a bastard, a real bad boy that all the girls just can't help but swoon over. Well, I'm gonna teach you a lesson in humility. Let's see how you like it, forced to be a submissive little slut for a change. For tonight at least, you're my slave, my little plaything to do with what... ever... I... want.~ So, make sure you play nice, don't try anything stupid and make me feel good and, well... you might just come outta this in one piece. Otherwise," she added with a knowing wink, "I could always use a little knife practice."

"Stay still now," she warned, waving the knife casually before my eyes, "First, we gotta remove those clothes and I... wouldn't want to cut anything... vital." With the care of a surgeon, she cut away my grey tank top and gym shorts, splitting their threads and tearing them from my body, piece by piece. The cold, steel edge caressed my scaly anatomy inch by inch, threatening to bite at any moment. With a less steady hand, she could've easily done some real damage. Thank Gods I trusted her. Strangely though, she left my tank top's collar intact around my neck. From the remains, she also tore away a few thick strips of fabric. She used them to tie my wrists and forearms together, squared in the small of my back. Then, she placed a palm atop my spiked skull and forced me onto my knees. "That's right," she sneered, "Bow down before your mistress, boy. I fuckin' own you, body and soul."

"Bullshit," I replied. I then felt the rush of air and the sting of a flattened palm collide with my muzzle. "How dare you speak to me like that?!" "Grr, You hit like a girl!," I taunted. She smacked the other side as well, producing a loud *SMACK!*. Then came another and another, from one cheek to the other. I bared my fangs and growled, my shoulders heaving with angry breaths. I wasn't at all used to being on the receiving side; Every cell in my body ached to break free, so that I could rape her like a crazed beast. But in this position, I was capable only of obeying and somewhere, deep down, I... I kinda liked it. Firmly, she clutched my chin and held tight, forcing me to look her in the eyes. "Listen to me, you little shit. You don't speak unless I ask you something... and the only thing I wanna hear out of you is 'yes, mistress'. Do I make myself clear?" Between gritted teeth, I growled out "Nn-yes, ... mistress."

"Now," she added, scratching her chin in contemplation, "What should I do with you first?" She gave me a quick once-over. "Hmm. Y'know, you look a bit... hungry, slave. Well, I'm not an unmerciful mistress. So here, eat your fill." She inched forward and lowered herself, planting her vaginal lips on the end of my muzzle. "Now, what do we say?," she asked. "Mmf. Th-thank you, mistress!" "Better. Now," she purred, "it's very simple, slave: You satisfy me... completely... or we see just how skilled with this knife I really am. Eat up, now."

Silently I complied, parting my jaws just enough to let my long tongue slither out. Pushing against it like my lover's mouth, I passionately made out with the shark's warm sex, its many slick, pink folds squishing noisily against my pursed lips. Despite Liana's femdom act, even this was enough to make her legs weak and as a result, my shoulders and neck had to bear the weight. But even through all the smack talk, the shark couldn't suppress her own soft moans. "Mmn, aah. H-harder, you little shit. Ya act like you've n-ever tasted pussy before." Her body language disagreed; Those thighs clamped ever-tighter around my muzzle and even then, I could feel her flesh warming with excitement, taste her thin nectar beginning to seep forth. But she insisted, so... I began to work my tongue like a cloth waxing a car, sliding it firmly across every inch, inserting it into every valley, treating that feminine center like the true delicacy it was. Like a moist, delicious fruit, I wanted to keep my muzzle buried there. For minutes, she rode my muzzle like a bike seat, even started subtly rocking her hips. Despite her best efforts, Liana couldn't suppress her little noises of satisfaction - quiet moans, whimpers and swears. My bound arms strained behind me - not from a desire to escape, but from a need to feel their tight grasp around my twitching member.

"Nnh. Good boy, Zae," she purred, "M-may just get some use out of you after all. Now, How about a deep clean? M-make sure to compliment me, too. I gotta know you appreciate this gift." "Yes, mistress. You taste simply... heavenly." I dragged my long, oral instrument down along her natural arch and pushed its forked tips into her hole. Extending my tongue and neck to their max, I inserted it as deep as possible, curled it up at the end, then pulled out only to repeat the process over and over again. Each time I retracted, she tightened her ribbed tunnel, making it all the more difficult. With each movement, a little more of her feminine nectar coated my tongue, slimy and metallic. Her fingers, splayed wide around my forehead, gripped me with such intensity that her claws felt like thorns in my scalp. Her hips rocked faster and stronger, putting an increasing strain on my neck. But it didn't matter; My only concern was to satisfy the woman above me. I was merely her toy, a thing to be used.

Minute by minute, her contractions grew faster, her breaths more intense. Sensing the approach of her climax, I went faster and harder, giving my tongue a real workout. "Hah, hah," she moaned, "Don't you... dare stop." I wouldn't; Not for anything in the world. At her peak, Liana gasped with a squeaky voice, sounding more like a mouse than an apex predator. "Ah!... Uh... u-uh!... Hhaah.~" Her thighs clamped around my head with incredible strength, though still quaked with the intensity of her pleasure. I then tasted her essence, metallic and slightly sweet, pour over my tongue in waves. I drank every precious drop with gratitude and it was like warm syrup sliding down my throat. To me, there was no greater sense of fulfillment than to induce my lover's orgasm.

Settling down, she finally stood and petted me with approval. "Nnh. Fuck. N-not bad, slave." I licked my muzzle clean and nuzzled her thigh. "Thank you, my master."

She took a moment to collect herself and wiped the bangs away from her eyes. She then noticed my dick, at full-mast and twitching with need. She chuckled. "Excited, are we? Hmm." She sank to her knees and gave it a gentle stroke. "My, my.~ Licking my pussy got you that hard, did it? Bet you want to stick it somewhere tight and wet. Maybe I should do something about that?" "Yes, mistress." "Well, I want you to beg. Give me your best, slave." "Yes, mistress. I'm your property. Whatever you want, it's my duty and privilege to provide it. I need your love like I need air to breathe." "Is that right?," she asked, petting my dick with approval. "Yes, mistress. You're my everything, the center of my universe. You're the perfect woman, every inch of you." "Hmm. Good enough. Good boy, Zae. Now..."

She pushed me onto my back, straddled my dick and carefully lowered herself. Even inches away, I could feel the radiating warmth of her sex. There was nothing I wanted more than to feel its warm, wet tightness. But I wasn't going to get off that easy. First, she teased me by grinding her pelvis against my length, then threaded it between her labia, producing moist sounds. "That feel good, Zae?" She made a game of lowering herself onto me, just one or a few shallow pumps, never giving me more than a brief sample. Meanwhile, her fingers gently massaged my meat. "Aww, what's this? Are we getting worked-up?" Her teasing had an obvious effect on me; By this point, my member and groin were decorated with several coats of semi-clear precum. The shark ran a single finger along its underside, collecting it, and sucked it clean. That was the final straw.

Throughout our games, I'd been straining against my bonds and this was the breaking point. The cloth around my arms finally gave way with a *SHR-RIIIIP*, giving my arms enough room to slip free. Channeling all the strength I'd been saving up, I seized her thighs and wrestled her over onto her back. "Hh-urrf! H-hey, easy!"

Before she could counteract, I parted her thighs, crawled forward and inserted my instrument, right up to its knot, into that moist, ribbed tunnel of flesh. "Ahn!,~" she whined, "Mmn, That's the spirit, Zae! G-gods damn, it feels, ah! ...even bigger inside me." Stroking my chin, she added. "G-guess you've earned it, so just... give us both a good workout, okay?" "Oh, but it's not all in yet. Might wanna hold your breath." "Wha? Hhn! *Gasp!* N-no, it's... it's too... *Gasp!* Mmrf!"I held her muzzle shut, getting revenge from earlier. Then, biting my lower lip, I arched my spine and extended my pelvis ever-closer to hers, forcing my bulbous, mostly purple knot inside. Those egg-like orbs gradually spread Liana's pink ring until at last, it slipped forward.

I breathed a sigh of relief, as if slipping into a hot bath. "Aah.~" Not wasting any time, I began ramming my groin rapidly against hers like a feral beast, rocking her whole body back and forth. There was little room left for my shaft to travel, but not much was needed anyway. I was deep inside Liana, deep as possible. Like that 90's song, I could feel her from the inside. We were tied together like two canines, and trying to separate would hurt us both. There was nowhere to go but forward and that's exactly what I did.

Liana embraced me and nuzzled my throat as we shifted back and forth. "Gods, I'm so full," she murmured. That femdom routine had seemingly vanished; She simply gave in and let me use her, panting out words with a face scrunched up in bliss. "Ah.~ G-good boy, Zae. Mmh, you feel so good." I replied with a heartfelt kiss. "So do you, Lia - just heavenly."

We danced in unison, sweating and moaning, always moving toward a unified goal: a relief of stress and energy. We were both pretty worked-up from all the prior action, so it didn't take long.

"Lia, I'm... s-so close." "Mmn, mmh!~ Z-Zaer-ryn,~" she whined, "I w-want you to cum inside me, ah. I-impregnate me, you u-useless fuckin' stud. I want a big batch of eggs in me, so don't you dare hold back." Ah, there was that femdom attitude. Under normal circumstances, I'd make Lia beg for it but this time, I just didn't have the patience. So finally, I let go. A few more rapid thrusts was all it took to send waves of pure ecstasy surging through my shaft and each intense throb was accompanied by a spurt of thick, unmistakably warm seed. Right on time, her own climax followed; I could tell by the noises she made. "Ah! Zae, I'm so... I'm co-... Nnh! *Gasp!*" Liana threw her head back and produced a series of whiny, shaky moans, each one more intense than the last. "Gh! Ah! Aahn!~ Hhn! Haah! Ah, aah!~ Nnaah, fuck!" Her tight, little cunt flexed rhythmically around my thrusting cock, milking me for every drop. It was actually a little painful, especially around my knot. She gritted her teeth and groaned almost angrily, her thighs quaking with pleasure. "Nh! Mmf-mmh!~ Oh fuck, oh gods! Hha-aah! Nnh, shit! C-can't take it! Mmh, m-my m-master!~" Tears streaming down her cheeks, she dug her claws into my scaly hide, clinging on for dear life as she rode out the final waves of her pleasure.

Catching her breath, she whispered, "Lem-... Lemons." The safe word had been spoken. "Lemons," I replied, finally loosening my embrace. Completely spent, Liana fell limply against me and nuzzled my jaw. In mere moments, my all-encompassing need for sexual satisfaction was replaced by warm, tingling waves of peace and affection. My heart fluttered and I remembered just how lucky I was. "Love you so much, Lia," I whispered. "Love you too, master. Damn," she uttered wearily, "that was... pretty intense, mm?" "Sure was, Lilly. Gods, what a turn-on." "You really like that stuff, huh? I mean, I didn't get... too rough, did I?" "Nah, you were perfect," I answered, scratching one of her ears with approval, "my perfect little predator."